TripAdvisor Reviews Riad Mehdia Marrakech

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... by the fact the shopkeepers were all breaking fast). At the hotel we fondly said our goodbyes as our train was set to depart at 6:45am and only one of the girls coming with us back to Casablanca. We'd be flying out of Morocco tomorrow for Barcelona but would have one more night in Rabat on the way back to rejoin our connecting leg home. As much fun as it has been in Morocco, I am really keen to switch tagines for tapas and do my best to eat a huge amount of another new country's ...

After breakfast we grabbed a local bus and headed back to the medina for a more informed tour of the area. We met our guide outside the large mosque from the previous night and got to know a little bit more about it - fitting 60,000 worshippers at a time, it was built immediately next to the ruins of another mosque that was torn down for being too liberal. The minaret of the mosque stands 77 metres tall (with an interior ramp that was once used by the prayer caller to ...

... with more hawkers, shopkeepers and bewildered tourists than anywhere else we had gone near. Shops poured forth their trade onto the pavement, lanterns burnt incense, henna tattoo artists displayed their skills and enthusiastic waiters all but dragged people into their little stalls. Some shopping was done as we wandered the alleyways and then eventually called it a night to walk back to the hotel in the still sweltering heat. Marrakech is a warm place, to say the ...

... with predominantly locals buying. Dris advised us against buying anything in the souks - if we wanted anything, he'd take us to a more appropriate location to buy. More to come on this later. We then visited the Jewish quarter, which is now only partially populated by Jews. Apparently, many Jews left Morocco for Israel after WWII, although the King of Morocco at the time, Mohammed V, defended them to the Germans as "Moroccans" so that they would be safe. Today, ...

... I was going to get him fired if I missed my flight and that he hoped it would stay on my conscience that he would not be able to feed his family, he also then had the nerve to ask me to tip him at the end. No prizes to guess what i gave him instead. Unfortunately morocco is tainted with a sub group of men who are a breed of their own. Not all, but a noticeable amount will treat you like you don't matter unless they want something from you. And you can all guess what ...